I moved in today!

Today was the big day! I moved out of my little town into a little bit bigger town to go to college away from home.

                                                    Just kidding, its not that small and crowded.

The hour and a half drive was a little bit hard to deal with, only because of the fact that my mother was basically crying the whole way up. She is so sweet, but it makes me feel so bad when she cries because I''m leaving. There's just nothing I can do about that. I don't want to see her reaction when I leave for 3 months to SP next year rather than moving there. Lucky she already knows I want to more there so she can be a little more mentally prepared.

My apartment is OK, a little worn out but I guess I shouldn't expect the Ritz Carlton. My roomies seem pretty cool. They all are talkative and seem respectful and fun. I hope that this year will go good with them.

Tomorrow is the first day of classes, and I get to see one of my favorite Brasileiras, so I am looking forward to that.

Wish me luck!

Beijos,
Alex

So this sucks....

I'm severely Jet Lagged.

My plan was to stay up until 10pm tonight, but that plan went out the window when I passed out at 5pm and didn't wake up until now. So now its 2;30 in the morning and there is literally nothing to do. So I ate some cookies and almond m&m's and now feel disgusting. I don't take sugar very well.

And tomorrow (I guess it's today now) I'm moving into my dorm. So tomorrow, meeting my roomies for the first time, I will be zombielike. Wonderful.

Okay enough complaining for now, I'm getting more m&m's.

Tchau and know I'm jealous of you all sleeping!
Alex

Brrr, It's gotten cold around here!

New definition of cold for me: below 85 degrees.

It has been a pretty damn hot summer here in the east coast. Actually, the entire country has been really hot this summer. I know here, in the mid-Atlantic between Philly and NY we had the hottest July on record. The average temperature of the month (averaged between daytime highs and nighttime lows) was 91 degrees F.

This has me a little nervous about Hawaii next week. There temperatures are an eternal 80-85. I'm nervous that I'm going to be cold. Yes I know I sound like an absolute psychopath, but I'm dead serious.

The past few days have been warmer than the average for this time of the year, but honestly 85 never felt so cold. And 75 percent humidity just about makes my skin crack and lips/mucosa membrane bleed.

And Brasil, pfff, that's going to seem like a frozen hell when I arrive in Sao Paulo in Brazilian winter in two years.

My plea: Help me thicken my blood, it's thinner than anything at this point.

PS: Sorry for not posting in a while!

My Stupid Little Mission

My stupid little mission is: To hit 2,000 page views before I leave for Hawaii! Hopefully my readers pull this off because it would be kinda cool.

Keep Reading! I know I've been a bad blogger lately, but I swear I will have more to post em breve!

I love Colombians too....

Like Shakira, and Sophia Vergara!

Enjoy this intoxicating song by Shakkkkiirrrrrra......

It's my Birthday!

WOOHOO! One year away from being legal, and two decades old.

This is strange, being out of my teens.

Well today should be fun. I'm working. Yipee....

Doctor's Office Adventures.

You guys know me by now. I like to rant a lot, and I'm sorry about that. At least I have attentive ears that listen to what I'm saying!

Last night I went to the doctors office. I am not one for the doctors office...no offense to any doctors it's nothing personal. I just don't like the sterile smell and bone chilling air conditioning ...it's nothing about the doctors themselves.

The comical thing is I still go to my pediatrician. Here I come romping into a pediatricians office, 19 years old, into a room filled with 1-10 year old children, four times taller than anyone in the entire building that happened to be tastefully wallpapered with zebras and giraffes. I guess they were gong for an "African Safari Chic" look or something.

I waited for close to an hour in the waiting room with snot-nosed kindergarteners (no offense kiddies) until the nice nurse called me into the room of evil where she weighed me (I gained 5 lbs since last year...shit, time for some Oxi) and grew an inch (I guess that sets off the weight? And I thought I stopped growing like a year ago...guess not.) I was given my hearing test and all the other incidental physical stuff.

Off to the private room we went. This room was a little different in motif, but just as classy with firetrucks and firemen plastered on the walls. What should I expect, I mean it is for children, right?

I waited for another hour until my cute middle aged doctor came in and patted me down, stuck her fingers in my neck, made me bend over with her standing behind me, and asked how many times I have had unprotected sex...awkward. Just when I was bracing for her to pull down my pants and do the infamous hernia test she proclaimed that she would believe me if I told her there was no problem there. I told her no problem, because lets just say I'm not used to mommas in my underwear. Phew. The air conditioning of doctor's offices does strange and embarrassing things, if you catch my drift.

Now comes the needles. I hate needles. The only time I find them acceptable is when they are found on the street, dirty or already used and are filled with foreign substances. Joking. But I do hate needles. Good thing they injected me with hepatitis, measles, mumps, rubella, tuberculosis and the flu. No wonder I feel like shit today.

The moral of the story: Don't get that many shots in one day because it will make you feel like shit the next. And don't let fondling happen in a cold room. I sure as hell wouldn't!

And I swear, next time I go into a medical facility I'm going to ask why they feel the need to emasculate men with the 34 degree F air conditioning.

Ate logo!
Beijos & Abracos,
Alex